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Dear … rest (April Love #7)

Dear … rest, At the moment, when I think of you, I think of a very specific kind of rest: the rest from running that I’ve been ordered to take for six weeks. As of today, that’s five weeks … … Read More

Dear … books (April Love #6)

  Dear … books, When I first saw this prompt, I grinned. It seemed like the easiest thing in the world to write a love letter to you, books. But now I’ve started, I realise that it’s perhaps the hardest. … Read More

Dear … intuition (April Love #5)

Dear … intuition. If I’m honest, I know that I have spent a large proportion of my life not listening to you. Probably because I’ve been so focussed on plans, external guidance, doing what I think the world expects me … Read More

Dear … morning (April Love #4)

    Dear … morning. These days, you tend to start in two ways. I’m woken either by the incessant noise of my alarm, getting me up earlier than everyone else in the house, or I’m lucky enough to wake … Read More

Saltwater sandals, Chanel Dragon nail polish

Dear … feet (April Love #3)

Dear … feet,   I have a confession to make, feet. Until this week, I thought you were a size smaller than you actually are. I realise that by now, I should know this kind of thing. I mean, it’s … Read More

Lovely hydrangea display

Dear … home. (April Love #2)

  Dear … home, In my dreams, home, I can see you. Warm and cosy, but with enough room for the three of us, and all our books. Filled with light and flowers in the spring and twinkling lights in … Read More

Dear … love. (April Love #1)

Hello! Things will look a bit different around here this month. I’m taking part in April Love, a month-long celebration brought to the world by Susannah Conway. Each day those taking part will get prompts for us to respond to. … Read More

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A running injury.

I suppose it had to happen, eventually. Today, the doctor confirmed what I’ve known for a week. I have shin splints from running. Possibly even a little stress fracture in my tibia. All from doing too much, too soon. It’s … Read More

Running off ‘the mean reds’.

I’ve had rather a bad week. The kind of week that requires a day mostly spent under a duvet. Sometimes, just sometimes, it’s too hard. It’s too hard to put on a smile every day. Too hard to juggle competing … Read More

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